fender bender

he left

the cloying
putridness
of intentions
paving the road
to perdition

in the reflection
of your gaze;

painted the
outer rims
of your irises
with stainless intentions

and wound up your nerves
with nickel-plated steel

but baby, I ain't here
to bend your will-power
a half-step up towards
my manipulative nature

because I have learned
that even broken people
don't want each other

and my strings
have rusted over
heart-sick
guitar chords
with time